True feelings had this kind of stumbling and quarrelling. Only in this way would there be a feeling of everlasting freshness. Feelings that were like a pool of stagnant water would wither like flowers in no time.
Wen Yu turned off the lights and went straight to the second floor. The door to Xia Ning's room was not closed, and they could vaguely hear their voices.
"Tell me, what did you do? if you don't make it clear today, you're not allowed to sleep." Xia Ning's tone was very strong.
"We're just having a meal with clients. " This was Qiao Yu's calm explanation.
"You're lying to me. You've never been out this late with a client before." Xia Ning did not give up.
"Today is an exception."
"Do you have another woman outside? do you think that I'm not pretty after giving birth?" Xia Ning's voice was full of grievance.
